Faction Hot Goss and Cold Caf (THR Jedi Order)

[Sophelia Ardemark]

Sanctuary Dormitory - ((open to students of the THR Jedi Order or prefects or any other reason folks have a reason to drop by. This is a very 'slice-of-life' thread.))

Sophelia took a steadying breath, hand mid-reach to her dormitory door. Her shared room with one very out-going Miralian. It wasn't that Soph wasn't outgoing. She'd just...barely settled since the whole 'losing a home and massacre of her people thing.' And all that, pursuing her skills with the force that her mother looked down upon. And well, her roomate was VERY MESSY. With an inward grown, she finally opened the door, steeling herself for what she was about to see.

The room was clearly divided.

One side was kept straight as a pin. Immaculate. Shiny almost. Everything had its proper place. There was not a thread or piece of lint to be found. Then, Jen's side. Her loveable, yet annoying, Mirialian roommate. It was pure chaos, though Jen claimed there was order to the chaos. Soph had yet to see what that order was. Clothes strewn everywhere, piles of holocrons. Odds and ends.

But tonight, tonight Soph was surprised to see that Jen's side was almost 'clean.' If clean could be described as Soph's messiest day. The holoscreen was out, too, taking up one of their walls. Bowls of popped grain puffs were filled. The ice-box was out with various drinks. And there were a few other snacks and lots of pillows on the floor.

Like. A lot.

Soph quirked a brow at Jen. "Did I...miss something?"

"It's girls' night. Well kinda. I invited some of the guys, too."

A furrow of her brows. "Jen. I thought we agreed...."

"YOU NEED A BREAK!" Jen leaped up from her bed and took Jen's bag from her shoulder. "You've been pulling double shifts in the clinic at night. Studying ALL day. This is for you."

Soph groaned. "Sure it is."

"C'mon. You need to let loose. LIVE a little. Meet some other students. We can eat snacks, watch a holovid, paint nails. Please? Pleasepleaseplease?"

Soph sunk down on her bed and let her hands rub down the length of her face. "Uggggh."

Jen took that as a yes and plunked down on the bed next to the noble. "I SWEAR. I promise you'll have fun. Plus, people will be arriving any minute."

Stars help her.

 

[Cerys Dyn]

She had required prompting. Significant prompting. It had really been just shy of an order. But Balun had seen it as a "good idea" for Cerys to attend this party, or whatever it was. Cerys most definitely disagreed.

She had stood in her barren quarters for the better part of half an hour looking at various outfits. She had all of two to choose from, and had tried both on four times. Settling on the starched teal tunic and mid-sin length uniform with brass-like accents. It was preferred over the starched teal tunic-skirt combo with the silver accents.

She had walked half way to the location, and then half way back to her quarters. She had walked past the door to the place, and then circled back around. And somehow, she was still close to the first there. It really had taken Cerys all day to get this far.

Her knuckles hovered over the door...and the moved to the controls so as to buzz her arrival. And then she thought to knock again. After a moment of hesitation, she gritted her teeth and knocked.

The door slid open.

Half a moment passed in agony.

She cleared her throat.

"Padawan Cerys Dyn. Reporting for Girl's Night"

Sophelia Ardemark​

 

[Phillip Slate]

Tags: Cerys Dyn Sophelia Ardemark

Parties weren't exactly Phillip's forte. Sure, his cousins might have loved them, and most of his family, but he was more content to sit off to the side with a sketchbook and draw those he saw. Alas, he had to be responsible. It would perhaps be a good way to distract himself from his current thoughts of the Galaxy.

And so off he went to the party. In the past, he'd have been a fair bit more hesitant about the idea of going to the girl's dorm but it wasn't something he batted an eye at now. Especially considering he wasn't sure what this party would get up to. If it was anyhting like the ones his family went to, it would have been chaotic...Hopefully it was going to be more like a sleepover than anything.

There already seemed to be someone at the door, a Togruta. Phillip had seen her around, but he wasn't quite sure if they had ever actually spoken to each other before. Not that it mattered to him as he made his way on over, throwing his hand up in the air in greeting.

"Padawan Slate. Here to keep an eye on this little thing and make sure there's no misbehaving. Within reason."

He'd be upfront and honest about it. Phillip was here, basically as a snitch if anything went wrong. It was all he could do to be responsible in his eyes. It was all he could really to do stand out without having a proper master of his own.